Aw nivver rammel mich abaat, Aw’ve summat else to do; But yet aw think, withaat a daat, Aw’ve seen a thing or two. One needn’t leeav his native shoor…

Some fowk ivverlastinly grummel, At th’ world an at th’ fowk ther i… If across owt 'at’s pleasant they… They try to pick faults in a minni… We all have a strinklin o’ care,

Dear little Alice lay dying;— I see her as if ’twas to-day, And we stood round her snowy bed,… And watching her life ebb away. ’Twas a beautiful day in the sprin…

Ge me thi hand, mi trusty friend, Mi own is all aw ha to gie thi; Let friendship simmer on to th’ en… God bless thi! I an gooid luck be… Aw prize thee just for what tha ar…

Tha’rt a rough en;—aye tha art,—an… Just as ready. Tha ne’er lived as… Aw can tell. Ther’s noa mistress weshed thi ski… Net mich pettin; kicks an cuffins…

Jenny, Jenny, dry thi ee, An’ dunnot luk soa sad; It grieves me varry mich to see Tha freeats abaat yon lad; For weel tha knows, withaat a daat…

Its a long time sin thee an’ me ha… Soa pull up thi cheer, an sit daan… for ther’s noabdy moor welcome nor… Thi toppin’s grown whiter nor once… To see ther’s a rooas o’ thi cheek…

A’a! its grand to have th’ place t… To get th’ wimmen fowk all aght o’… Mine’s all off for a trip up to th… An aw’ve th’ haase to misen for a… If aw’d mi life to spend ovver age…

Sleep bonny babby, thi grondad is… Noa harm can touch thee, sleep wit… Innocent craytur, soa helpless an… Grondad wod give up his life for t… Sleep little beauty,

Aw’ve been laiking for ommost eigh… An’ aw can’t get a day’s wark to d… Aw’ve trailed abaht th’ streets wo… An’ aw’ve worn mi clog-soils ommos… Aw’ve a wife and three childer at…

Ther’s a Squire lives at th’ Hall… As if he wor ommost a god. He’s hansum, he’s rich, an he’s cl… An fowk’s praad if he gives 'em a… He keeps carriages, horses an dogs…

It wor Kursmiss day,—we wor ready… Th’ puddin wor boil’d an th’ rooas… Th’ ale wor i’th’ cellar, an th’ s… An th’ cheese wor just lively enuf… Th’ lads wor all donned i’ ther ha…

Old age, aw can feel’s creepin on, Aw’ve noa taste for what once made… Mi love ov wild marlocks is gooan, An aw know awm noa longer a lad. When aw luk back at th’ mile stooa…

Bonny lassie, come thi ways, An let us goa together! Tho’ we’ve met wi stormy days, Ther’ll be some sunny weather. An if joy should spring for me,

‘Awst nivver be jaylus, net aw!’ Sed Nancy to th’ love ov her hear… ‘Aw couldn’t, lad, if awd to try, For aw know varry weel what tha ar… Aw could trust thee to th’ world’s…